Miel is a verifiable one-woman show. Her vines, usually featuring extreme closeups of her own face, normally stick to surreal non-sequiturs, like shouting, “I’m a congenital twin," at a baseball game to get a rise out of her friends. Every so often she’ll do a series, like “He Wasn’t Jeffrey," an irate woman’s chronicle of her trip to Iceland, or “OMI Surfs The Web," in which her interpretation of the rapper arbitrarily selects the word “cheerleader" for his hit song. Intense, silly, and sarcastic, Miel frequently collaborates with other Viners and is cementing a place for herself in the LA Vine scene